CORN WOMAN
City boy finds himself in the country
finds himself lost in the silence of the corn
in the far misty horizon
in good land rolling away forever
Seeking roots
or a home
or a place
where he can rest
The wide open here scares him
who has loved cityscapes
and cloud-scraping buildings
and the babble of the towers of men
Seeking space
a place to roost
a house of healing
a place to hide
In dreams his soul departs
rides ribbons of power lines
into the restless city
joins in the dance of night
Spirals upward
seeking light
needing love
finding none
His soul trolleys back
along ribbons spanning fields
into the arms of Corn Woman
finding there all he has ever sought
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